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Journal silent_rock's Journal: seppuku 2

I AM FREAKING PISSED OFF!!! (that was for vlee, though she does not read this. loopy says it is not my right to be pissed off. TOO BAD!)

Today went like so: Woke up, very TIRED. (that PISSES ME OFF!), came to work, way after 9. ran errands. went to post office to pick up BIG ASS BOOKS. (not heavy though) ran into E at the Tang Center Insurance Office. Decided not to talk to the guy because I have before and he's exactly like the demoralized Mr. Incredible working in an insurance office minus telling all of the loopholes to the old lady, had a BLTA at Intermezzo with E, came back to office, Erik and gf were in town on a road trip talked to them, went to Liz's farewell party, talked to Rols with Loopy, came back to office, PISSED OFF!

K bought me a book!! It is a biography of Yukio Mishima. That dude was MESSED UP. and probably PISSED OFF too. A few days before his death, he confided to his mom that he hadn't accomplished anything he wanted to in his life. This is after writing more than 40 novels and plays that were widely acclaimed. Then he committed seppuku (aka hara-kiri) at age 45.

K has missed his stop on BART coming home multiple times. Isn't that funny?

*****

Now that it is Summer (not officially like with the orbits and things but good enough...)

What I remember about Dartmouth summers: humid. old green fan in the family room (AC only in one room of the house). hanging out in the basement because it is cooler. mowing the lawn. being shipped off to various summer camps. basketball camp! walks to the park. going to the beach after 4pm with dad. ice cream on the way back from the beach. swimming in the UMass pool.

What I remember about Boston summers: humid. walking along the Charles River to the Science Museum or Watertown. afternoon thundershowers. #1 Bus down Mass Ave. cooking (non-existent during school year) lots of reading time. Working in Pierce Hall. swimming in Blodgett pool and old cranky ID checker.

What I remember about Tucson summer: HOT. freaking hot. drinking water. tutoring little kiddies in pre-algebra. waking up at 5:30am, swimming in outdoor pool at 6am. going to sleep at 10pm.

What I remember about Houston summer: HUMID. Houston public transportation. Rice U. campus. Lots of Chinese food. Some museums. Some birdwatching. Working from 730a to 430a. Working out at evil Bally's. no furniture. clothes shopping to pass the time. lots of reading time. trucks.

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